July 11, 1992 |
Lanny Morgan is a man who has come to terms with himself. Although the alto sax man has been highly visible jazz soloist for more than three decades, he feels he is now doing his finest playing. "I think I'm making better music than I ever have," Morgan says. "Sure, we all have good days and bad days. But a few days ago I listened back to some of the things I did with Maynard Ferguson back in the '60s, and I really didn't sound nearly as settled and together as I feel I am now."
September 1, 1992 |
The way Lanny Morgan plays the alto saxophone, you're inclined to say: "These are the good old days." Morgan, who performed Friday at Maxwell's, works mainly in the rich be-bop vein of the '40s, and his fluid approach reveals more than a smidgen of the style of Charlie Parker, that era's preeminent saxophonist, as well as such later masters as Phil Woods and Cannonball Adderley, who came along in the '50s.
April 20, 1986 |
No question about it: Jazz is on the upswing in this city. From every point of view--quality and quantity of local and imported talent, availability of venues, coverage in the media--conditions are more encouraging than at any time in recent memory. When even the normally dour Ronnie Scott tells you he has had two good years, you know something must be going right.
June 12, 1997 |
Bob Maize has a thing for jazz. You can hear it when he plays, the way his walking bass lines throb behind a soloist, how there's a decided arc and fall in his swinging solo ideas. You can also tell it when he talks about jazz, the way his voice rises, how his face flushes when he gets excited.
May 13, 1993 |
In this space, it is the tradition to present noteworthy events that might otherwise be overlooked. It is not likely anyone is going to overlook this weekend's Glenfest '93. Anything that closes four city blocks in the heart of downtown Glendale from Friday to Sunday is going to stir a ripple or two.
March 24, 1989 |
"Welcome to the world's biggest sardine can," said Bob Florence as his 17-man orchestra prepared to take on a bustling, wall-to-wall roomful of admirers at Alfonse's in North Hollywood. Any band this large must be as strong as its weakest link, Florence has no weak links, and the strongest of all is his own talent as a composer-arranger. He is a master leader who makes more of his charges than mere brass, sax and rhythm sections.